#can we please just call a fucking ambulance i cant handle this

[lunarflare64]

We thought we could handle this because we've been through hell with our chronic pain, but no, this is something entirely different, we can't really eat, we can't sleep, drinking is really hard, the taste is so intense, the nausea when we're standing makes us gag, its overwhelming, we're not built for this

[thompsborn]

going to make a list of my reactions under the cut because i want to. do not press read more unless you want to see spoilers for the end of the main storyline in the game!!

“it’s you and me harry, just like we always wanted” the fact that that’s an actual line is driving me insane and i’m already about to cry and nothing has happened to make me cry yet

if harry dies i’m jumping off a bridge btw

wait how is this going to work?? bc peter is luring harry/venom away and miles is staying to clear the symbiotes and mj is going in to get the meteorite WHO AM I GONNA PLAY AS IS IT GONNA SWITCH BETWEEN ALL THREE ??

OK STARTING WITH MJ GOT IT

mj with a gun is always a win in my book tbh

“just a normal rock…. that can also end the world” that’s the spirit mj u GOT THIS

MJ AGAINST A FUCKING SYMBIOTE BEHEMTOH ARE U KIDDING

help i already died and its been 2 seconds

IM SO SCARED I KEEP PAUSING LMAO

I DID IT AND ONLY FIED ONCE

ok back to venomharry and peter oh god im so afraid i am So afraid

have not died as peter yet but i am pausing because im SAD

ok anyways time to keep going

nvm i died so i paused again to eat some chili and try not to cry bc i am so SCARED that harry is going to DIE i cant handle that !!! i am afraid

but i am finishing this game tonight 100% no matter what so once i finish my chili we’re trucking on no matter the potential heartbreak

i died again

YO WHAT THE THCK

fuckigngnd WINGS??? VENOM HAS WINGS NOW ??? WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS

THATS TUCKING INSANE LOOKING AND SO COOL BUT ALSO TERRIFYING WHAT THE FUCKING SHIT FUCK IS HAPPENING

ok sorry i forgot to do this but MILES AGAINST VENOM HARRY WAS INSANE and now peter and mj are back and hARRU CAN SEE HIM AND I IMMEDIATELY WANTED TO SOB SO I PAUSED AGAIN TO TRY AND MENTALLY PREPARE MYSELF FUCKING HELL IH GOD

NOO NOT HARRY BEEAKING THROUGH AND TRYING TO ASK VENOM TO LEAVE OETER ALONE OH MY GOD I CANT DO THIS

“FIGHT HARRY FIGHT” “I CANT IM DONE YOU HAVE TO—“ HAROLD OSBORN IF UOU GIVE UP IM GOING TO RIP THE UNIVERSE IN HALF WORH MY BARE FUCKGIN HANDS DONT YOU FUCKGJNG DARE

ok hi i paused again because the fuckgin raw pained desperation in peter’s voice while screaming “HARRY PLEASE” i i i icannot i cannot

“lets heal the world pete together” im gonna scream im in tears i cant do this guys

HEY NO

NO!!! NO!!!! NO PETER JUST SAID I LOVE YOU AND IF THIS IS A GOODBYE I LOVE YOU THEN IM GOING TO ACTUALLY COMMIT A FELONY

HARRY JUST SMILED AND DIDNT SAY IT BACK AND THEN BIOM?? BOOM??? METEORITE BOOM??? IS HARRY OSBORN STILL ALIVE

NO FUCK

MILES SAVE HIM PELASE

PLEASE

MILES PLEASE MILES MILES MILES

OH MY GOD IM SOBBING I FUCKGIFN SOBBING HARRYS ALOVE MILES SAVED HIM HARRY OSBORN IS ALIVE

deadass i have Many Tears On My Face

miles helping peter carry harry to the ambulance bc peter is so fucking hurt and weak i cant

this game is so fucking good

UH FUCK YOU NORMAN FOR YELLING AT PETER “WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO HIM” SAVED HIM YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE

wait no harry’s in a coma now ??? TRACES OF BRAIN ACTIVITY??? oh hod oh jesus christ

is this how norman’s gonna green goblin himself is he gonna blame spidey while trying to find another cure for harry

THE G-SERUM OH FUCKING CALLED IT

mj !!!! MJ!!!!!!!! THE NEW NORMAL!!! YES BITCH FUCK YES FUCK YEAH MJ FUCK YEAH

omg rio hailey ganke miles peter and mj all at may’s house i i. i. AND PETER DONATING STUFF FROM MAYS HOUSE AND

ok but what about miles’ essay

OH MY GOD NO PETER W THE EMILY-MAY FOUNDATION SET UP IN THE GARAGE IM

i have been nonstop crying for literally actually 15 minutes

HUH???? peter talk to miles abotu what ??

GO BE PETER PARKER FOR AWHILE

the hug ))):

WAIT SO IS PETER TAKING A STEP BACK FROM SPIDER-MAN THEN ???? LIKE IS HE FULLY RETIRING OR JJST TAKING A BREAK??

there has to be more

NOOOO WHAT THATS THE END???

there’s gotta be an end credit scene with that god damn g-serum

WAIT OKAY WHILE THE CREDITS PLAY HERES MY THEORIES FOR THE NEXT (assumedly) GAME:

another couple years timeskip, right? norman has been trying to perfect this g-serum for harry and bc they’re related he has to test it on himself or volunteers bc their relation means testing it on himself will give the best results or some shit like that, and it goblin-ifies him. he blames spider-man for not properly saving harry and green goblin goes after spidey as a result. at this point peter has not done any spidey-ing around since the end of this second game other than consulation stuff with miles to help miles out. miles has been working as new york’s only spider-man. peter has grown emily-may maybe not to a perfected degree but it’s successful and he’s making a living trying to better the world in the ways he always dreamed about with harry prior to the spider bite. on the side he’s been trying to put together his own cure for harry. maybe norman uses the g-serum on harry as well or maybe he doesnt but either way the green goblin(s?) become such an issue that peter has to put the suit back on for the first time in forever to 1. help miles 2. save the city 3. stop norman and 4. hopefully use his own cure to save harry

OK CREDITS ARE OVER

END CREDIT SCENE I KNEW IT WHATS HAPPENING

lol watch the end credit scene completely destroy my theory already

OTTO ??? THE DOC OF OCK????

NORMAN IS ASKING OTTO WHO THE SPIDER MEN ARE

“they ruined my son” NO THEY DIDNT YOU PIECE OF FUCKING SHIT YOU’RE THE ONE WHO PUT THE FUCKING SYMBIOTE TO USE IN THE FIRST PLACE

“GOOD” DAMN OTTO HOLY FUCK

“what are you writing” “the final chapter” HUH???? oh god no is this gonna lead to another sinister six but with norman oh jesus christ

THAT WAS SO GOOD THIUGH OH NY GOD

ANOTHER SCENE !!! MILES

OH FUCK THATS RIGHT

WHO IS RIO DATING WHO IS IT IS THE GAME GONNA TELL US

Awww hi hailey!! i love her sm

HIS ESSAY!!!

i love them im gonna cry

AWWW BABIES SMOOCHING I LOVE THEM

DOOR KNOCK ????

WHO IS THE GUY

ALBERT ??

DAUGHTER CINDY????????

LIKE CINDY MOON???

idk much about cindy moon to be fair i need to do some research into the comics and start reading more of them BUT LIKE ?? IS IT CINDY MOON?? IT HAS TO BE RIGHT???

holy shit. ok.

im done now and i’ve done basically all of the side quests but im gonna try to platinum the game before going to be but its 8:45 and i wake up at 4:30 so we’ll seeee lmao

ruh roh

[aberystwythboy]

Taron and Me

CHAPTER 19   The Birth

You are now 8 months pregnant, and sex is getting difficult.  You both attended the ultrasound at 5 months to discover  you are having twins.   Taron wont let you do anything as you are alot bigger than you would be, being pregnant with one.   Taron asks his Mum and the girls to stay for a while, as he's away for work, and needs to be assured you are looked after.  Jemma and Amanda see you almost everyday, so you feel bad having his Mum and sisters here. Christine cooks and cleans and tends to your every need.  "Honestly Mum, I'm fine" you say, grabbing your buldging stomach.   "Aaahhh" you scream, now gripping your stomach doubling over in pain.  "Oh shit" Christine sees your pain and calls an ambulance.   She calls Taron and he's all the way in Los Angeles.  "Yep, I'm coming home Mum" his voice sounding panicked.   Taron books a flight for the 11 hour trip, completely beside himself with worry.  "The babies aren't due for another month Mum" he exclaims.   "I know son, but she needs you here."  Taron feels like he cant get there quick enough, not only for the safety of the babies, but for your welfare also.  

He arrives as they prepare him with a scrubs as he is extremely worried.  "The babies are at 36 weeks, their lungs are almost fully developed, and they have very strong heartbeats." the midwives assure Taron.  He has a look of concern as they cannot hear one of the babies heart beats.   "What's going on?" He exclaims completely panicked.  They eventually find the heartbeat, but its quite weak so they prep you for an emergency cesarean.   Taron watches closely as they pull the first baby out , a boy, then the second, a little girl.  You look over to Taron as he takes it all in, watching his son and daughter, separated from you.  They take the babies into intensive care, as Taron leans down to kiss you.   "Are the babies ok?" you ask.  "They are absoultely perfect" Taron replies, wiping a tear from his eye.   As they wheel you back to your room, the midwives take Taron to see the babies.  They have breathing tubes in their little noses, and are hooked up to heart moniters.  "Don't worry, Mr Egerton, your babies are fine, they just need a little help"the midwife sense his concern.   Christine joins Taron and they hug.  "They are absolutely beautiful Taron" Christine sighs.  Taron smiles like a proud father. Taron returns to your room and Christine stays with the babies.  He leans down to kiss your forehead.  "Hi Daddy" she smiles.   "Hi Mummy" he whispers.  Taron helps you off the bed and wheels you to the maternity ward.  "Would you like to hold their hands?" the midwife asks you both.

Taron immediately heads towards his daughter's crib.  "It's ok Addy, Daddy's here."   You look over to Taron, as his daughter's hand wraps around his finger.   "Did you just name our daughter?" you ask, slightly teary.  "Ah yeah, I love the name Addison Grace Egerton, we can change it if you like?"   You shake your head   "It's absolutely beautiful baby." you say as you put your hand in your son's crib to touch him.   "Kody Andrew Egerton is what I was thinking for our son's name?" you ask as you trace his perfect little face and he opens his eyes to look up at you.   "Absolutely perfect" Taron winks.  The midwife comes in to check the babies heartbeats. "They are very strong" she explains,  "You should be able to hold them tomorrow" she smiles.   You spend the afternoon staring at the beautiful babies you both created. "I love you sweetheart" Taron says as he kisses you.  "I love you too" as you kiss him back.

Christine helps you both out when the babies finally get to come home after 2 weeks.  You are both exhausted as you both settle into parenthood.   Even Rosie and Mari helped out, having cuddles, while you and Taron take quick breaks.  "I think we may need a Nanny?" Taron suggests.   You instantly fire up.  "Are you saying I cant look after my fucking babies Taron?"  He looks at you with shock.   "That's not what I meant at all!" he says yelling back.  "Hey, hey, hey, settle down both of you" Christine says as she puts a finger over her lips to shush you both.   "Taron was just suggesting a Nanny, so you can have a break" she says.  "Of course you take his side" as you storm off to your room, slamming the door.   "I'm so sorry Mum" Taron says embarressed.  "Don't be silly honey, babies are hard work, especially when you have 2" as she hugs her son. "I'll go talk to her" Taron says.  "Please, Taron, is you don't mind, could I please talk to her?" Christine questions.  "Good luck Mum" he giggles. Christine knocks on the door, but you don't respond.  She can hear you crying, so she slowly opens the door, to find you laying on your bed, sobbing. "Oh sweetheart, shhh, it's ok" Christine soothes.  "I'm so sorry Mum, that was very rude of me, I absolutelty feel ashamed of how I spoke to you" you try to say through your tears. "Go on, go out with your Husband for the night, the girls and I can handle the twins tonight, and think about getting a Nanny in please" she pleads.   "I know it's a good idea" you agree.  "I'm just so tired, I didn't mean to snap at you or Taron" wiping your face.  "I know sweetie" she says hugging you.   You turn to see Taron looking at the two of you. "C'mon baby, let's go out to dinner" he says moving towards you.  You wrap your arms around him.  "I'm sorry Taron" you feel overwhelmed again.   "Hey, shhh we are in this together baby, we need a break" as he wipes a tear from your cheek.  The twins begin to cry and you begin to walk out to tend to them.   "I've got this" Christine says as she smiles at you, reassuring you to go out.

You finally give in as you and Taron arrive at an Italian restaurant.  "We needed this" Taron says and you agree.   Taron orders the Carbonara, and you order the Lasagne.  You enjoy a bottle of wine together.  The twins aren't breastfed, so you are able to drink.   You are both still tired, but relaxed as Taron orders dessert.  "This hot apple pie is amazing"  He says leaning over the table with a mouthful for you to taste.   "Mmm that's so good" closing your eyes as you swallow.  "Do you want more?" Taron asks raising his eyebrow.  "Ok, just one more, but give me some of the ice cream too this time!" you laugh.  He chuckles as he scoops his spoon back into the bowl for some ice cream.   "Still my cheeky girl" he smirks as he leans across the table again.  "Always" you say seductively.  "Don't say it like that, I have to relieve myself for the next few weeks" he looks up at you like he's lost his best friend. "Like what?" you tease.  "All sexy and shit" still looking anxious.  "I had a cesarean Taron, my hands still work" his eyes widen as you smile.   "I think we need to pay the cheque and head home."  he says, grabbing his wallet.  "Geez, how did I know you were gonna say that?" as you laugh loudly.

Taglist @primaba11erina @dogmom2014 @mairyleo @sarahegerton96 @taronfanfic

[limitlesscenarios]

miracles into mistakes back in to miracles | nakamoto yuta x dwayne “the rock” johnson

warnings: mpreg nd a whole lotta weird shit

i cant add a 'read more' thing bc im on mobile so gomenesorry namjas yeojas and anyone in between

Wrapping his jacket around his body tightly, Yuta shivers. HIs breath was fully visible and snow was gently falling around him. The sight would be absolutely beautiful if it wasn't cold as balls out and the nearly nine-month child in his belly wasn't kicking his bladder. Upon entering his building, he puts his hands together and blows on them to heat them up, feeling the rest of his body gaining heat. He slowly makes his way up to his shared apartment with his fiance, Dwayne Johnson. He smiles to himself slightly as he turns the knob on the door, entering quietly, planning on surprising Dwayne by being home early. He closes the door gently and slips his boots off, leaving him in socks. He slides on the hardwood floor in his socks, en route to his room, when some strange noises make him stop dead in his tracks. It was groaning, and the sound of the bed creaking. His heart sinks to his stomach, his feet unconsciously continuing their trek to the room. "Fuck, you're so tight-- Ohh, now you're so loose." He hears Dwayne groan, and as if a switch was flipped, he slams open the door like that one Big Bird video. "WHAT THE FUCK IS--" The two men separate from each other, letting Yuta get a good look at the man Dwayne was cheating on him with. "Luffy from One Piece? What are you doing here? And in MY bed?"

"Y-Yuta," Dwayne panics, "it's not what it looks like."

"Not what it looks like?" Yuta shouts, anger bubbling in him. "Fucking… Dwayne, you asshole, you're literally naked on top of another man! And dear lord, it's not even a real person! Really? You really had to rely on a 2D person?" He clenches his fists so hard that his nails dig into his palms, causing them to bleed. "I'm pregnant with your child!"

"Yuta-san," Luffy says, looking down, "gomen--"

"I don't want to hear it Strawhat!" He screams, slamming his fist against the wall, putting a hole through it. Oops. Well, anyway, he pulls his hand from the wall and runs it through his hair. "How long has this been going on?" Dwayne tries to feign ignorance, but all it gets is a louder, angrier, "HOW LONG?"

"Since you cut off doing butt stuff. I just-- I couldn't handle it. I was lonely, and since NCT's popularity was growing, I barely got to see you." Tears start to form in Dwayne's eyes. "Yuta, I love you, I just… There's no excuse for this, I'm sorry."

"Sorry doesn't take back this betrayal, Dw-" His yelling was cut off by a loud pop sound. "I-I… Fuck-- it hurts." He puts his hands on his stomach. "I think the baby's coming."

Dwayne springs out of bed, naked, and throws on his clothes quickly. He takes Yuta's hand and leads him out of the room. "I know what I did was wrong, but we're about to have a baby, and I deserve to be there for it." Yuta nods, absolutely terrified. Dwayne leads him to a dining chair in their kitchen and motions for him to sit, then grabs Yuta's boots. He puts them on Yuta gently and helps him up. He holds onto Yuta's arm gently as they make their way to the door. Dwayne slips on his shoes quickly, then they descend to the first floor via an elevator. Yuta steps out of the elevator and collapses onto his knees, then onto his side, losing consciousness. At this point, Dwayne's heart is racing. He looks at the attendant and yells at them to call an ambulance. He takes Yuta's pulse and fans him, feeling his skin starting to burn up. They stay like that for a good ten minutes before an ambulance is there, and Yuta's loaded into the ambulance, Dwayne by his side.

The rest of the events are like a blur to Dwayne-- They arrive at the hospital, Yuta's wheeled away for an emergency c-section, and Dwayne is left pacing in the waiting room. Things don't register to him until the doctor comes to fetch him. "Please," Dwayne says when he sees the doctor, "please tell me he's okay… Please tell me the both of them are okay."

"Don't worry Mr. Johnson, the both of them are healthy." Dwayne sighs in relief. "However, we can't have you in the room with him as the father and close family members are allowed at this time." The doctor states.

"No, you must have something wrong--- I-I am the father. That baby you guys just delivered-- It's mine." Dwayne says, a bit confused. The doctor just shakes his head. "Why are you doing that? I'm the father, I should be in that room--"

"Until Mr. McGraw is done in the room meeting his son, you won't be permitted to visit him. I'm sorry, sir."

"Mr. McGraw?" Dwayne questions.

"You'd know him better as Dr. Phil. When Mr. Nakamoto gained consciousness, he told us to call him. The child is undeniably his."

Dwayne drops to his knees. He was boo boo the fool at this point, tbh. Time seems to stop for a bit until the doctor puts his hand comfortingly on the large man's shoulder. "Mr. Nakamoto is ready to see you if you'd like to see him."

Dwayne gets back to his feet and nods, swallowing dryly. He follows the doctor as he walks to Yuta's hospital room. The doctor knocks on the door before opening it, revealing Yuta on the hospital bed holding a baby who was bald and had a gray mustache-- Definitely Dr. Phil's child.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you about this, Dwayne-- We were broken up at the time when this happened." Yuta cries. "I love the both of you, and I want to be with both of you…" Yuta whispers, looking down. "Can we all be in a polyamorous relationship?"

Dwayne and Dr. Phil look at each other, and as if they agreed silently, they nodded in unison. "We'd love that, Yuta." They both say at the same time, leaning down to kiss Yuta on the forehead. Name a more iconic trio, I'm waiting.

[bnymedic]

It’s been a long week. After getting little sleep yesterday, I welcome the lull in call volume that let’s me rest for a little while. Attempting to get comfortable in the front of a mercedes van is a futile effort. Tossing and turning in the seat like I’m having a bad dream. The silence of the radio wont last long.

“AMR dispatch ADI for a call”.

“Please frank zone…please frank zone” I mutter under my breath awaiting the call to be dispatched.

“In the Charlie zone medic hot, intersection of Street A and Street B, for the Male hyperventalating”.

Fuck. I am not in the mood to teach someone how to breathe tonight. We mosey on over to the call. “Please shut the fucking siren off. Its 1 in the morning” I say to my partner as he presses the air horn in an apparent attempt to clear parked cars from the roadway.

We arrive on scene alone. Aparently fire was not dispatched to this call. There is an obviously intoxicated male with a 40 in his hand, jumping around and screaming.

“Looks like he is breathing fine to me” I say to myself as I grab a pair of gloves from the passenger door.

“Help her! FUCKING HELP HERR!” He begins to yell. We approach and find a female patient sitting in the passenger seat of the vehicle he is standing near, unresponsive. I make a futile effort to ascertain what the hell is going on.

“Sir…what happened” “Shes faking. Wake her up. Help her. What the fuck are you guys doing just help her” he screams as cheap beer flys through the air, scattered around the scene like rain falling from the heavens.

I check a pulse and can not find one. The female is not breathing. I try and reposition her head as I ask again “what happened before we got here sir. Was she complaining…..”

“DONT FUCKING TOUCH HER. SHE IS FAKING. WAKE UP MOM” he screams as he grabs my shoulder to move me out of the way.

“ADI 228 needs police” I say quickly over the radio as I regain my ground, get the male put of the way, and begin to extricate our patient from the car. Due to her size, my partner and I each had to grab an arm and forcibly drag her out of the vehicle and lay her roadside in the cold, partially frozen dirt. You can see your breath on the cold, December evening. The air hurts your nose as you breathe deeply in.

“GET THE FUCK OFF OF HER. DONT FUCKING HURT HER. I’LL FUCKING KILL YOU BRO. I’LL FUCKING KILL YOU”.

There is a random bystander that is trying to keep the patients son back as I begin CPR. The son gets through with little effort, grabs my arm and tries to pull me off his mom before the bystander and my partner can get ahold of him again. “ADI 228 expedite police. We are working a code and have a family member attacking us”.

I dont have time to give any more information as I have to continue CPR. From this point it is a bit blurry. The son is screaming and trying to get through to me. I’m doing CPR myself, trying to maintain my awareness of the scene, while my partner and the bystander try to keep the son back. Im trying my best to pay attention to the radio traffic in the background as well.

“ADI 942 is going”

“ADI 952 is going”

“228 police are on the way”

The son got loose again and I got up and backed away before he could get his hands on me again. CPR saves lives and his mom is getting none of that right now. Hes too drunk to understand how serious the situation is. His mom isnt faking it.

“ADI 228 we have to leave” I say, walking backwards down the street to make sure he doesn’t start coming after me. He has no plan at this point. He doesnt even go to his mother’s side he just stands next to her screaming who knows what at us.

“228 did you say you are leaving the scene?”

I cant answer. I’m yelling at the son to get back away from the patient. At this point ADI doesnt need to know the details as long as police are on the way.

About 30 seconds go by that feel like 3 minutes. Sirens coming from all directions. Tires squealing in the background. Buffalo’s Finest arrive on scene in a cloud of smoke from the hot brakes. You can hear the metal crackling from the heat of the engine meeting the cold winter air. They see us standing in front of our ambulance and slowly walk up to us. It isnt uncommon for inexperienced crews to call for an expedited police response when it’s not actually needed so it’s safe to assume they thought it was bullshit.

“What’s going on here” the first officer asks with her hands tucked in her vest, portraying an obvious feeling of frustration due to the lacking sense of urgency.

“The female next to the car is dead and he started attacking us when we started CPR.” I think the officer was taken aback by this news.

“Get the fuck back!”

With the police now on location, my partner and I were able to resume CPR and connect the monitor. Pt was in PEA. I can hear her wheezing with every push of the chest. It was like one of those chicken toys that squeak when you squeeze them. I assume she had copd exacerbation prior to coding.

I hear behind me-  "Delta 540 radio send a second ambulance"

“What the fuck is that all about?” I think to myself but I’m pre-occupied with my task at hand.

A minute goes by.

“Where the fuck is the fire department?” I ask the officer next to me. I’m a fan of the Buffalo Police but I definitely dont expect them to be rolling in the dirt doing effective cpr.

Again, I hear behind me- “Delta 540 radio. ADI is here with a cardiac arrest. Can you find out where the fire department is"

The supervisors arrive shortly after allowing us to begin ALS treatment. He hands me the new, fancy video laryngoscope. The lens fogs up immediately upon entering the patients mouth due to the frosty cold temperature meeting the warm breath of our freshly coded patient. I have never missed a tube so I just toss it in there the old fashioned way.  I attach the BVM and it feels like trying to pump concrete into her lungs. She is very tight, seemingly confirming my suspicions of a respiratory cause of arrest.

We obtained ROSC after about 30 minutes of working and transported to the hospital. I have yet to hear anything about her outcome.

I learned after the call that the son was 22.09'ed to ecmc and had to be tied down and sedated. His mom and family were at BGH, while he was tied to a bed halfway across the city. In EMS we are often confronted with situations that leave us battling with our own morals and values. We are trained not to judge, and to treat everyone as equals. This is easier said than done, as the rollercoaster of emotions make it difficult to always see the whole picture. At first thought, I yearn for some sort of revenge or retribution. You want to put your hands on me? Learn to handle your alcohol. Have fun in jail buddy. As the rollercoaster slowly enters the station after the ride is completed, you reflect on the situation as a whole. This guy has had too much to drink. I believe he thought his mom was "being dramatic”, possibly after an argument. I’ve seen that play out plenty of times in the past. We have all had the “use the big needle” moment when your patient suddenly wakes up. Between the alcohol and the stress of the situation, he was unable to handle the switch from “mom is being dramatic” to “the paramedics doing cpr on mom”, roadside in the dirt.

“Did you press charges?” I was asked a handful of times. I think people were surprised by my answer. “For what?” He didn’t injure me. He didnt ever really even hit me, although I think it was only seconds before that were to happen. Is it punishment enough that he has to live with his actions and how his family will react to his behavior? Will they care? Will he even remember? How do you balance the need for safety with the needs of your patient. Years of training about how every second without CPR is less chance of survival. With the stress of an escalating situation, it is very difficult to juggle all of the variables and make a sound decision for your patient, that also gets you home alive at the end of the night.

[tytaeyongtrack]

Rough Ver.

HOLY HELL ITS FINALLY OUT I NEED POPCORN

wheres the music

*frantically checking volume because we dont want to miss a single thing*

oh okay, aesthetic, yep. 

OH MMK SO THIS IS TEASER 1. HELLA.

why is he standing on a, yknow, i dont even know why i question it. these teasers are all-

[haechan opening window] u M ?? you talking shIT??

TAEYONG VOCALS YES WOW GOOD. HELLO PRECIOUS

of course, mark right behind him, a tradeMARK thing to do lmao am i right

*PAUSE AND TAKE A DEEP BREATH IN, BECAUSE NOW I SEE THEM. ALL NINE OF THEM. ARE YOU PREPARED FOR THIS? PROBABLY NOT*

ALL THE MEME TRIFECTA RIGHT IN A ROW

of course, yes, that beautiful taeyong grudge groan we heard in the teaser

winwin isnt putting up with ur shit johnny let the boy plAY QUIT CHEATING

wiNWIN. EVEN THOUGH ITS A LIL LINE, WERE,, AHHHH WINWIN OUR PRECIOUS CHILD

*at this point, hearing the harmonies, i actually had to go back and write once again. these harmonies are so pretty, and even after watching it for the 5th time i still couldnt handle myself.*

johnny, jaehyun, yuta, and winwin keeping warm after only talking about how cold it was while on instagram, thank you for taking care of yourself

this just in we have live footage of johnny making his way OUT of the basement

BABY I DONT WANT NOBODY BUT YOU!!!!!!

im bumping at this point

JOHNNY IS CENTER FOR THIS MOVE AND ITS HONESTLY THE BEST LITTLE DANCE MOVE I LOVE IT. WATCHING HIM DO IT IN THE VICTORY LIVE ON THE V APP, YOU COULD TELL HOW GIDDY HE WAS. 

haechan peeking around the corner, being the sly lil shit he always is

i smell a fan chant with this little pieces after the rap 

STOP THE FUCKING PRESS

IS THAT, JOHNNY SEO, 

MY PRINCeE

MY KING, 

SINGING HIS FIRST LINE????>???

someone call the ambulance because i might actually pass out

yuta hurt his hand on the punching bag, plz let me kiss ur hands ill do it

is that taeyong singing again???

ah yes its his singer voice rather than his rapping voice, please grace me with your voice ever more lee taeyong,,

mark looks lost

JAEHYUN IS SINgINg AHHH

the sparkler aesthetic is.. so … pretty.. 

johnny and doyoung confirmed for being the new light in our lives

THAT DROP WAS SO CRISP YUTA. YUTA. MMM.

im pretty sure that background harmony is taeil and doyoung and i can just feel my acne being cleared and my crop being watered and my soul just becoming lighter

honestly they are having so much fun. god im so proud of them, i will protect them with all my hear-

WINWIN IS CENTER AGAIN UMMM PRAISE

[LOUDDER NOW] BABY I DONT WANT NOBODY BUT YOU!!!

jaehyun giving little to no effort in this clip and still managing to slay me every which way regardless of how silly his hair looks

 okay they haechan, yuta, and taeyong were just posing and shaking an object, what aesthetic is this anymore

BROS4LIFE

covering their eyes to block out the haters 8)

oh do you see that? as taeil started to sing again my soul actually left my body lol

OUR CONFETTI IS LIMITLESS

ALL 9 again in their own little shot and im.. my life has been.. healed…

haechan looking rude??? um?? ur liKE 5 STOP IT

SAY IT WITH ME AGAIN THO

BA BY I DONT WANT NOBODY BUT YoU!!!!

OOOOOOOH AHH. MERCI, MERCI , OO OOOOHHHH AH

winwin is holding his hand over taeyongs mouth, my bby taeyong has got too many lines and winwin just, he needs some, giv e w  in  wi n more lines,  

footsies with best buds :)

yknow i actually cant tell whos upside down but taeil has sleeve paws and i think thats beauTAEILful

THE FOUR OF THEM ARE JUDGING ME FOR THAT PUN

its already over?? hm… replay…

NCT 127_無限的我(무한적아; LIMITLESS)_Music Video #1 Rough Ver.

[herriblog]

Post Op Day 1, I was still doped on IV Morphine. In and out of consciousness. Whoever again came to visit me, I remembered but I barely could respond. I was still disturbed over my left arm numbness. But it was half arm numbness. Thank god! I almost thought that I had a stroke. I was freaking out but still I calmed myself down. My husband and my sil (sister in law) told me to wean down the IV Morphine but I didn’t want. I didn’t want to feel the pain. I couldn’t move side to side without feeling pain.

Things I had in me was, Redivac drain x 1, Urinary catheter, IV drips with antibiotics with painkillers and anti emetics meds.

But one thing was for sure. I didn’t feel the radiating pain over my leg anymore. No more numbness over the legs anymore. It was good. But the pain over the back was horrid score was ranging from 5-8 especially during movement. I couldn’t bear with it. Still on Morphine. Dr D.  was asking if I would want to ambulate but I said I didn’t want because of the pain. And he said it’s okay. No worries. Tomorrow, we get physio in. I said ok. He then explained then the previous surgeon empitied the disc space but he didn’t clear the disc that was protruding on the nerve root, that’s why it was causing so much pain. I was like the fark! You got to be kidding me. He took 20K and if he didn’t complete. I considered suing but Ahhh...wat the heck. Dr D. also said that he lengthen my spine already. Something that everyone would be happy but I couldn’t be bother. My pain was the one I wanted to be rid of. And the most important thing was no numbness over my right leg and no more radiating leg pain.

I was still disturbed by my half hand numbness. But I still thought  about it...nevermind...maybe I tidur during operation...maybe salah urat ker. I kept on massaging it. Opening and closing it on and off. Working out. Come on...please don’t jadi rabak... Nanti macam nak kerja balik. I was on Morphine 0.2-0.4mg/h. And trust me Morphine with that dose can really affect you alot. 0.5mg/hour made me eat and sleep...I literally snored. 0.2mg/hour was a baby dose. It didn’t hit me. I started the pain. I requested the painkiller to  up-ed it back to 0.4mg/hr. My sis in law went back to get her clothes etc. Baby stayed with me. My bestie of 20yr visited me, but I was too doped to entertain. She talked to baby for a while. Whenever I woke up, all I did was to open and close my hands to start working the muscle. That was the most disturbing thing in my mind. Boy was asking me to raise my leg up at least 6cm away from my bed. I did and he asked me how was the numbness. And I said I don’t feel it. But I still was flustered. But baby, I still feel my left hand numbness. How? How am I going to carry and lift the walking frame? How? There were so many hows? How did he expect physio to see me on POD 1. It seemed to far to be true. But ended up, I kinda agreed at 3pm to see the Physiotherapy. But it was too late. So I just said ok. I felt guilty for not agreeing to Physiotherapist.

I met with the night staff. I apologized to them for being such an asshole on the night before. I literally wanted to get out of bed. I wanted to do my own thing. I wanted to be like I was Endoscopic Disckectomy but they didnt allow. ‘They said the doctor didn’t approve. I said I cant find any position to get to rest. I literally slept and woke up every hour. I was sick and tired of being in bed. I turned as much I could but I couldn’t. I suggested for them to put in a drawsheet. It was or usually is placed behind a patient, in between their lower back and their buttock to mid thigh, so that it is easier for them to pull me up. And she did, it worked. I felt better and slept a little easier. But still I wasn’t happy with my numbness. But positive feeling. Half of my arm felt better.

Day 2 POD, I agreed for Physio. The same local nurse looked after me. She was dark skinned, with brownish curls tied up with the same vibe as me. She gave me a personalised feeling And I was still on the IV Morphine and I asked if she could position me propped up less than 90degree to let my body get use to it (one of the nurse was telling me that on my POD 1), and she did. And i complimented her and said some of your nurses didn’t know how to position me the way you did. And it was the best. Thank you for it. And she smiled. I didn’t give her a tough time.

Honestly as a patient, you just need to be told a few hard facts and someone who is firm and yet explaining thing to you that you need to do it this way, otherwise it isn’t going to work.

She gave me my medications and said we are going to remove the Urinary Catheter. Oh shit...I forgot to tell you, Urinary Catheter feeling. When your patient’s tell you that sometimes they feel distended there, it might be true. I felt it like that over the night and I called my friend and she adjusted, the tubing was soft, so it was kinked so the urine was retaining inside my bladder. I was like oh my god. So when she said that she need to remove it ...I was stressed...Oh fuck, I haven’t ambulated. I haven’t pooped for the past 3 days. How am I gonna pee. Oh fuck it la. Just remove it la. Get over and done with it. I got to start somewhere. They removed it and I was still on morphine and small petite Filipina nurse and a big sized Indian lady assisted me to sit up on a dinning chair. And I was telling the small sized Filipina nurse, “are you could handle me? I’m big sized, eh?” and she smiled and said I can. I got positioned on the dinning chair with IV Morphine, they made my bed and all i felt was so sleepy after. So I kept on dozing off on the chair. And I tried my level best to sit for at least 30mins

And I realised that it was 45mins,I called the nurse and said I need to pee. She was this chinese nurse who had uttered nothing but encouraging words. She seemed me local nurse. She assisted me to the toilet and she gave me my space. And it felt good to pee. So I went back to the bed and slept off. The physio came in but I was asleep. So she came back again. The thing about private is, the private treatment that I got which I liked and disliked. I wanted them to wake me up and force me to do physiotherapy and not just lie and sleep away.

So the physio came. She was a chinese short haired lady with spectacles  wore a dark blue polo tee shirt. She got the nurse to disconnect the IV Morphine. And taught me on the log and roll Lumbar corset and  we started to walk. OMG!!!! I walked hand held with her, But I almost swayed. She gripped on me harder and I apologised and said,” It might be morphine still.”She laughed and said its fine. Do you want to brush your teeth or do anything? I was like brush my teeth. I haven’t done that for two full days. And She told me to use a cup to brush my teeth cus I can’t bend. And then we walked outside till about 100-150m. She told me to remember to stand straight. Videos of me walking were going around in my family grps. Hahaha. Standard la. So I kept on ensuring that I need to start moving around. So I didn’t use Morphine from 12pm. And my bestie came with her husband and they talked. But I couldn’t concentrate. I kept on dozing off cus I was probably tired after the walk and the morphine. I apologized and they left and promised to come back again in the later dates. I felt happy. He he. I slept off on the bed. And I didn’t take the Morphine. It was still on the syringe pump.

I spoke to my parents about my day on and off. My mom in law was crying when she saw me walking. It felt good but bad. She cried to see me moving around. Awww. Baby came over to visit me, he brought my mom with him. and we spent a good share of time together. I was getting restless. I wanted to do more. I want to walk more. So we walked. I missed how he smelt. How he was.

I knew my aunt’s were coming. My eldest aunt came over to visit me yesterday but I was so sleepy that I didn’t talk much. The youngest came on my 2nd POD with my dad. I was fresh, I wanted to show them that I was better. But they didn’t come, so I just went in and out of toilet. My mom was glad that I was better. But once my dad came, I kept on moving up and down the bed with the corset. I never removed it. I kept on finding cool spot to sit as it was hot. I was restless and they all said it was cause they gave you so many painkillers, that’s why, n now when you are off them you feel weird. Oh yea, I was off the IV Morphine, the pain was there especially when walking. Pain was 3 at least. But it increased to 4/5 over at the back cus the morphine was wearing off. I got a malay nurse  to remove my IV cannula as it was red and swollen after my IV antibiotics.

I forced fed popiah as I didn’t eat the dinner as it was fish congee, just ate the congee but seriously I just didn’t feel like eating the rest. So my aunty forced me to eat at least 3 popiah pieces and I had my milo and Apple juice. And it was almost 7pm, and my sister in law, M realised that my lower part of my top was soaked, like it was drying up. And she got me to remove my corset and saw that the dressing had gotten soaked. So I got my ex colleague ( worked with her in private hospital), she was a filipina who had reddish brown hair and had permed her hair curly, and had braces on. She always wore a smile whenever attending to anyone. So she said she will change the dressing. She changed the dressing. And everyone left, Mom, dad, phua (aunty) and M left. Cus M had to get a whole new set of clothes and get her jacket. She was already falling sick, she had fever on day 1 of my POD. And honestly, she deserves one blog on its own. I spoke to Baby, And I tried to blog. Thank god, My laptop was there... We spoke at how things were looking good for me. I was happy. I didn’t feel the numbess on my leg nor my left hand. wait there was a little numbness over my left hand. But I was happy to start regaining my normality of my life. I just kept on walking and baby was pushing me why don’t you try to walk unaided without me. Like by holding furniture. I did. And I could. I was even more motivated to get back to how I was

I had gotten depressed over the past few weeks. I didn’t have a life. I felt like it’s best to end my life when my quality of life just sucked. I googled and checked emedicine.net on sciatica pain. People actually still lived with the pain. How could I? I couldn’t. I loved working. I loved every single thing about my job. I wanted my independence. I needed that. And this surgery fixed it. I’m lucky to have seeked a second opinion from the Dr D.

And Girl, whoever wants to go for surgery, please google post operative care plans. Honestly, I can be a sister, a staff nurse or a enrolled nurse when it comes to my treatment plan, I am  a fool. I wouldn’t know what to search or google about. I barely spoke to anyone. Maybe cus I didn’t want to feel like as though I was stupid or making the wrong decisions. But whatever it is, ask if not sure. But we learn from our mistake.

Why am I doing this experience/blog/ediary thingy? It’s for future people’s reference. This things varies from people to people. But whatever it is, at least people get to read it. And whatever it is, always remember to use the proper body mechanics when lifting patient’s or weights. Don’t jeopardize yourself for others or for your body image. Love yourself. No one, I have to repeat myself. No one even my worse enemies should experience this kinda of pain. And now the road to recovery may take 6-12wks. It totally depends on my body.

[elliotthezubat]

DEATH CITY DAYS GAIDEN 25; Soul and Maka with Mami

SOUL AND MAKA WITH MAMI TOMOE

-some years ago- Maka: *bouncing in one place* "Okay, I'm psyched, I'm stoked, I'm excited, I got this, I got this..." soul: so, what are we looking for exactly? Maka: "You heard Lord Death's order: we're hunting a dangerous killer!" soul: I got that part, so....what does this fucker look like? Maka: *sighs* "As Lord Death explained, the target is the Mad Butcher. As far as we know, they tend to use a clever and may look...like a butcher?" ^^; soul: wow, _that's_ descriptive. Maka: -_-# "The killer has not yet been identified physically because they escape quickly. And my Soul Perception is..." *scratches her cheek* "...underdeveloped." soul: that's not the only thing, I see. *CHOP* Maka: -\\\\\-### soul: OW! WHAT DID I DO?! Maka: "You know exactly what you--" *LOUD SCREAM three or four blocks away* Maka: "!!!" soul: think we found it. Maka: "Transform." *holds out her hand* soul: *scythe mode* Maka: *grabs the scythe and takes off running* "At this speed, we'll be able to corner them!" *leaps off one roof to another* butcher: *SCREEEECH* soul: there! Maka: "Let's do this!" *leaps off the roof, holding Soul, aiming at the Butcher* -the butcher loses an arm and screams, charging- Maka: *spins, swinging the scythe at the Butcher's legs* butcher: *ROAR* soul: one more should do- -TIRO FINALE!- -the butcher is blasted away, a red soul floating above it- Maka + soul: WHAT THE FUCK?! Maka: ._. "...That wasn't us..." mami: oh? I didn't think anyone else was here, my mistake. ^^; soul: di- DID SHE JUST FUCKIN KILL-STEAL US?! mami: hmm? oh, you're mr albarn's daughter, right? it's nice to finally meet you after all this time.  ^^ Maka: "...'Mr. Albarn'?" mami: the death scythe? he's a good friend. ^^ Maka: *stares at her* "Oh. Um..." *backs up a bit* "That's...surprising. Especially given what a giant perv-ball he is." mami: ? soul: *changes back* WHAT THE HELL?! WE TOTALLY HAD THAT!! D8< mami: oh, the butcher? my apologies. *hands them the soul* here. soul: grk- YOU GOT SOME NERVE- Maka: -_-# *holding Soul by the neck like a dog owner holding their pet* "Down, boy." *looks at Mami* "What's your name?" mami: mami tomoe, a pleasure. ^^ soul: *grumbles* Maka: "...Thank you for the offer, Mami. But we want to earn our souls on our own." *pulls Soul along* "Good to meet you. Let's go, Soul." soul: *growling and walks off with maka* fuckin a-hole, goddamn kill-stealin' us like that *mutter mutter* mami:..... ~ mami: so that's what happened, sir. lord death: hmm. I see. while it's unfortunate on their part, you didn't know they were already fighting the enemy, so I suppose it cant be helped. we still appreciate it all the same, miss tomoe. mami: *curtsey* thank you, sir. Spirit: "...Was Maka well?" mami: she seemed rather pleasant. her partner on the other hand...didn't seem to appreciate it... Spirit: ^^; "That's because Maka is the most charming perfect child to ever exist--" *death glare* "And her partner is a demonic spawn of Satan that has been sent to spread havoc wherever he goes..." mami: I...see.... ^^; Spirit: "...I'm sorry Maka was a bit stubborn. That kind of dedication is something she picked up from my wi--" …………. “N-nevermind…” mami: ?? so, what is our next mission? Spirit: "R-Right..." *hands her a folder* "Maybe this one won't have someone interfering..." -one year before Y1- Maka: "That takes care of him..." *holds her scythe up to the red soul* soul: *nom* got it! tomoe should be inside, lets go. -inside- mami: *rifle out, searching the area* ... Crona: "You shouldn't be here..." mami: !!! *turns to face them* Crona: "I thought the doors only open to the inside..." mami: um....hello? Crona: *looking away* "There's someone here..." mami: ?? *steps forwards* Crona: *blood blasts from their wrist* mami: !!!!!!! *The blood is black...and is forming the shape of...a sword?!* mami: *aims her rifle* ???: "Let's just gobble up this pig!" mami: ?!?! *a mouth forms on the sword, and it lets out a scream* mami: !!!!! Crona: *rushes at Mami, clutching Ragnarok* mami: !!!! *blocks with her rifle* Crona: *swings again* -BANG- Crona: *eyes widen...looks up at Mami* mami: ... ?!! w-wha- *Did the bullet hit? There's a hole...No...It's filling with the black blood!* Crona: "My blood..." mami: what..even are... Crona: "I don't know...how to talk to girls...But sh-she asked me to eat the souls...Eat the souls...Eat..." mami: w-who is 'she'? Crona: "I can't--" Ragnarok: "Wouldn't you like to know?!" *a fist swings out of the sword* mami: ~regale~ -gold ribbons tie up the fist- Ragnarok: "?!! What's this girly crap..." mami: I don't want to hurt you, but if you keep harming people, I wont have any choice but to- *SWING* mami: !!!! Crona: *swinging Ragnarok, giggling* -outside- Maka: "That way!" soul: right! (the hell is tomoe doing in there?) Maka: *approaches the door, reaches for the handle--and freezes* soul: maka? whats up? Maka: "..." *hardens her eyes* "We're going in." *pushes the doors in* mami: !!! soul: what the hell? Maka: "!!! They have...two souls?" soul: ?!?! mami: ?! Maka: "Soul!" *holds out her hand* soul: don't need to tell me twice! *about to transform* *SLICE* soul: !!!!- *collapse as he screams* mami: !!!!!!!!!!! Maka: "...Soul!" Crona: "..." soul: s-shit! fucking shit! Maka: *cradles Soul* "Soul...No...Stay with me!" Crona: "She said to kill..." *raises their sword over Maka and Soul* Maka: *holds Soul, ready for the hit* mami: !!!! ~regale~ -gold ribbons bind chrona~ soul: I-I'm not dead, maka, I'm in a s-shit ton of pain, but not dead. Maka: "We'll get you help...We just--" Crona: *lets the Black Blood seep--and slides out of the ribbons* "..." *holds out their cut wrist--and a needle comes out, heading for Mami* mami: !!! *ribbon shield* Crona: *rushing towards Mami, pulls back Ragnarok--* *CRACK* *Wood splinters fly past Maka's head--along with a foot* Maka: "?!!!" *The foot slams into Crona's chest, knocking them back* mami: ah- soul: w-what t-the hell? *The door swings open* Stein: "...Huh. They open inward." soul: hey doc. can you please call all of the ambulances? Stein: "Funny..." soul: doc please mami: *ribbon barrier to protect them* Spirit: *grabs Soul's shirt, slicing it open* "Get to work." Stein: *removes thread and antiseptic from his pocket, with a first-aid kit* "I'll get to work." Crona: *slashing at the ribbons* -BANG BANG SLICE- Stein: "This is going to hurt...You need something to bite down?" soul: I-I'm goo- ACK! f-fuckin shit! Maka: *holds his hand* soul: t-thanks. heh. *trying to smile through the pain* Maka: *wipes her eyes* -later- Crona: *outside, collapsed* mami:.....we should take them back with us.... soul: seriously, tomoe? Maka: "Didn't you see what they did? They could kill again--" mami: but soul isn't dead, right? soul:...t-true... Maka: "..." *sighs* "And they aren't on Lord Death's list...Who's carrying them?" mami: I'm not sure. we'll likely have to interrogate them. Stein: "Spirit, grab them." Spirit: *eyeroll, before picking up Crona* Crona: "M-M..." mami: ?? Crona: "Mo-Moth..." mami: !!.....its ok. *pats their shoulder* Crona: *shudders, recoils in sleep*